Welcome! To the sixth installation of Aoife Mail; my monthly newsletter full of news stories (aptly enough), pop culture and my suggestions and recommendations for you.
Wow, it's 2020. Not much else to say apart from wowoweeee. Where did the last year go? In fact, what about the last ten? For better or for worse, the 2010s are over and it's about time to seal the door on that tumultuous era, filled with high highs and low lows.
If there's one way, to sum up the last decade, it was that the internet ruled us all. We wouldn't have any trends to cringe over or fads to laugh about had it not been for the insidious, contagious power of the internet.
It's how Kony2012 began, the Harlem shake spread and people kept throwing ice-buckets over themselves, it's why everyone was extreme contouring (we see you Kim K), Flappy Bird became an addiction and everyone argued about the colour of the dress (It's blue and black, ok?). It had people planking and twerking, and lest we forget the end of the world scare on the 12/12/12 (thanks, Mayan's).
But it wasn't all bad, right? Online activism rose, #MeToo helped tear down Hollywood moguls, the workplace began to evolve, mental health was de-stigmatized and memes and emojis became a modern language.
So, what on earth is in store for us next? What dark turn will the internet take, and will we make it out the other side?
In light of a new decade, does that mean our new year's resolutions have to be doubly difficult? or double the amount? or ten times the amount?
So far my new year's resolution is going smashingly. This year I resolved to stop feeling guilty. Stop feeling guilty about not going to the gym, about being lazy, about not completing a to-do list and so on. Life is too short to feel guilty about everything but I admit - it's probably a reverse-resolution if anything.
But I think I'm on to something. Since we live in a time of self-improvement and endless goals, how about we make a resolution to go back to the basics in some way or another? Let's make resolutions to take up habits we had as children, or go back to non-toxic comforts society has squeezed out of us, like doing absolutely nothing, or salting our food a little too much or having a long nap or lie in. I'm not saying we should revert entirely, but surely a little bit of bad can only be good.
Whose idea was it to make new years resolutions so difficult and self-torturous, anyway?
Let's resolve to pretend that everything is fine and nothing has changed. Because, no matter what mantras we boast, we're all the same lovely folk we were a month ago, and if that's not a cause to celebrate, then I don't know what is.